"Aaaaaaannndddd...this must be the gym." The Doctor said swooping through the wide doorway, "Oh." The room was shrouded in darkness, familiar gym equipment was coated in dust and not a single person was in sight.

"Well itsh hardleh shurprishing ish it?" Donna said, cake still shoved in her mouth, she swallowed, "Sounded a bit like Sean Connery then."

"Alien."

"What?" Donna said her jaw agape. But The Doctor ignored her and walked over to some of the gym equipment, he flicked the ON switch and the machine whirred into life.

"Still working then." He muttered. Pulling out his sonic screwdriver, he scanned the equipment, "Never been used." He did the same for all the other equipment, "All of it. Brand new and it's never been used."

"Sho? Have you nevber bought a rowinh mach-ine and nevbr used ih?" Donna spluttered.

"Hmmmm." The Doctor mused, "But a company like this wouldn't just waste their money on something unused would they?"

"Ifff theyve goht enuff moneyh, maybeh itsh jusht for show?" The Doctor turned and smiled at his companion.

"That's not a bad idea actually Donna. Well done. C'mon I fancy another piece of cake."

3 pieces of cake later, The Doctor decided it was time to make a move. Donna was less easily swayed.

"Awwhh, the one trip I can actually enjoy, no danger, no running, cake...and your making me leave?"

"Donna you've had 4 different types of cake. What happened to all this Zumba nonsense?"

"Meh." Donna replied miserably.

"Come oooon. You've had your fun."

"Well you can go Space Boy, because for once I might take a holiday. Is that okay? Huh? Is it Space Boy? I'm sick of being dragged along by you. You know I can't bloody keep up."

"We can stop off in the bakery for supplies?" The Doctor pleaded.

"Oh go on then."

A trolley mounted full of cakes, they pulled up to the counter to pay. The assistant stood there was dressed in a bakers hat and wearing an apron. Her arms were resting on the counter as she waited to serve them, as any earthly person would. That was the only slightly human thing about her Donna noticed. Her skin was smooth and glistened bright white. It almost had a silvery effect. Her face had high cheekbones and her eyes were huge, there was no hair to mask the odd shape of her face. Despite her physical features seeming ugly on their own, placed together, she seemed rather beautiful.

"I see you've had a pleasant trip." The assistant cooed.

"Yes tha-" The Doctor started.

"Pleasant?! Pleasant?! It's been A-MA-ZING! The cake, oh my god! The cake! It was perfection! I mean when The Doctor said the greatest bakery in the world, or something like that, I didn't think he actually meant it!"

"Well thank you." The assistant smiled, "We work hard to make this bakery a trip people will want to return to."

"Your telling me! I don't want to leave, but Space Boy over here says we have to." She gestured to The Doctor who shrugged.

"Oh but you don't have to! We have a spectacular hotel here and we can take last minute bookings if you wanted to stay a while longer." She slid a flimsy screen across to Donna which displayed all the details of the hotel. As Donna avidly read the screen, The Doctor took his opportunity.

"Actually I really think we should be making a move, places to go, people to see, you know. So if you could start scanning these items through and we can get on our merry way." The Doctor blurted out. But the assistant didn't move, smiling at his exasperated face.

"Actually Doctor, your companion here has just booked two rooms in our hotel, and places at the all you can eat buffet tonight." She slid across two small chips, "Looks like your here for a little while longer." She beamed.